Friday, October 20, 2006
Meeting Claude at South Station last Thursday triggered some memories from my single days.

Since our get together I was trying to remember when the last time I was at South Station. I thought about it and thought about it and then a light went on!! It had to be some time in the 50's when I was friendly with a great gal who I worked with.

After work we did many interesting things, took evening classes, ate out and went to the theatre. We also went on vacations together and had the greatest times.

Once when we were looking for a different type of vacation we heard about this great resort in Sainte-Agathe-Des-Monts in Quebec, it sounded like an interesting and intriuging location but the problem was, how do we get there? Well, my friend had a casual acquaintance who was also interested in going to Quebec and she was willing to drive. PROBLEM SOLVED!!

The ride up was uneventful, the resort was all that we had anticipated, the surroundings were beautiful. The food was excellent, entertainment good, and the "fellows" were mostly from that area so it made for some interesting conversations.

My friend and I were having a good time, but our traveling companion was having a great time. She meet someone from Ohio who wanted her to go back there with him. Before the week was out she told us that she was going to Ohio with him and leaving us to fend for ourselves!!

We had to figure out how we were going to get back home via public transportation!!

South Station, Boston by absolutwade, uploaded from flickr.

Taking the train to SOUTH STATION was the answer. I had to be in my early 20's at the time and even then I remember shlepping my suitcase was hard, after all when you go to a resort you have to take loads of clothes. By car it's one thing but by train, it's no joke.

Well, you want to know, "so what happened to the rat that left us for that guy?"

We did learn that it did not work out for her. We never saw her again but my friend and I still keep in touch after all these years.

Hi Millie! My Google reader just told me you had posted something ;) What a good story! I don't envy you and your girlfriend shlepping your suitcases on your way back. I was travelling light, but you weren't. Plus in those days, there must have been even less escalators or elevators.
That's hilarious!!! :)
Boy, what a rat indeed to leave you stranded in Quebec of all places!!

Guys come and go, but girlfriends are forever!
Well, it's good that you have a sense of humor about it. But I guess it's easy now that it is in the past.

I'm 25. And just thinking about being stranded in an unknown place gives me a panic attack!

I least I have google to give me directions. I can't even imagine how I would have found my way back in the 50s! :)

What a lousy thing for a girlfriend to do. Obviously, she was no friend. Sounds like you made an adventure of it, but then you did have to get home.
I really like the picture!
Enjoyed the story Millie...LOL.

I am sure your friend offered to pay your fares of course. Love conquers all and leaves the rest of us to fend for ourselves.

...and I agree with Trace, really a good photo.
Thanks for the smile, Millie! Amazing the rthings we did "back in the day." I recall playing the odds to get a "standby flight" to where I wanted to go. It saved huge money!
Road trips are always good for (campfire stories) memories.
Soundslike you have always been quite the adventurous sort!
it seems you had great time =)

i'd link you from now on. i love your stories!
What a great story, Millie. And wasn't that a bit risque for a young woman to do in the 50's? Just take off with a strange fellow like that. I must say she certainly left you and the other friend in a lurch but sounds like it turned into an adventure for you. Loved the photo of South also brought back memories for me. In 1954 we left from there to Cincinnati, when my dad got transferred with GE.
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